Section 1: Nitrosodium

After the attack of the barons, the Malk Castle was full of traces of war. The villagers of Malk Village helped the guards carry the bodies of both sides away and buried them next to the forest not far from the castle. The captured armor and weapons were put into the warehouse. In addition to the dead, there were many captured baron soldiers, who were caught during the escape.

"Sir, what should those prisoners do?" Bald Otto asked beside Chen Jun. Chen Jun was wearing a baron's knight's armor. The whole armor was black, and there were thrusts on the shoulders and elbows.

"Stay." Chen Jun looked at the prisoners sitting in the castle clearing in dejectedly. There were more than a hundred soldiers captured. When they looked at Chen Jun in black armor, their eyes were filled with fear.

"Sir, we don't have much food anymore. These damn bastards have burned the village. Do we still have these people?" Bald Otto said angrily. The supply of food in the castle depends entirely on the planting of the serfs in the village, but now there is nothing in the village that has been burned into ruins.

"Let these prisoners help us build villages, just treat them as labor reform." Although Chen Jun also hated these soldiers who were accomplices of tigers, his territory has just experienced a war and he needs manpower to help restore territory construction. These strong soldiers are the best labor force.

"How to solve the problem of eating?" asked Bald Otto.

"Sell all the spoils, we can't use all the weapons and armor. We escort these things to Han Ruowei and buy food with the money. These prisoners will be fine if they eat one meal a day." Chen Jun said coldly. Looking at these prisoners reminded him of Marty, and he turned around and walked towards the city wall.

"We need a lot of money to build the city wall, which is too short." Chen Jun said as he patted the city wall. If the city wall was higher, the enemy would not attack so easily, and Marty would not die in vain.

"This is a big project, and even all our money is not enough." Bald Otto said with a frown. Mark is too small and too poor to bear the big expenses.

"I will find a way." Chen Jun nodded, and he held the hilt of his sword tightly with his hands. Would he take the same robber path as the Baron?

"Sir, sir." Old Lauke came up to the city wall panting and came to Chen Jun. He leaned against the wall and gasped, saying, "What a good news. Mag and the others have captured many baron blacksmiths, and they are bringing those blacksmiths here."

"Oh, really, it's great." Chen Jun was a little happy to hear this. With many of the ideas of these technicians themselves, it can be realized.

"There's one more thing," said Old Laugh, the quick running was a bit too difficult for someone of his age. "A man named Hem came to visit, and he said he was Rupert's friend."

"Oh, where is he?" Chen Jun urgently needs these merchants now, and the supplies and food he needs depend on them."

“Awaiting for your summons in the hall.”

"Let's go." Chen Jun walked towards the lord's hall with great strides. When he stepped into the hall, a dusty young man was waiting for where he was waiting.

"Mr. Schwab." When Chen Jun stepped into the hall, Hem saw a tall blond knight wearing black plate armor walking towards him, following a bald warrior and an old monk behind the knight. He immediately realized that this was Sir Schwab, the lord of Mark, and he quickly wanted to kneel down.

"Don't kneel down, you are Rupert's friend, my friend." Chen Jun immediately supported him and said.

"Yes, thank you Lord Lord." Hem was extremely grateful. As Rupert said, this Lord Lord was approachable and had no arrogance of a nobleman.

"Thank you for your hard work on the road. Is there anything you have to do here?" Chen Jun asked kindly.

"Sir, this is what Rupert is. When Rupert and we arrived at Hanrowe, we happened to learn that the Baron gathered troops to attack you, so Rupert asked me to report to you, but it was still a step late. When I arrived at Mark, the border was blocked by the Baron, so I still couldn't enter. I felt very guilty." Hem lowered his head in shame and said.

"No, my friend, you and Rupert have done a lot for me, and I should thank you for being, we have defeated the Baron and hope you will bring my gratitude to Rupert."

"Yes, I have heard of your heroic battle. You can think that your deeds will soon spread throughout the north through the mouths of the bards." Hem learned Chen Jun's victory from the defeated jazz soldiers, but the only thing that was strange was that the soldiers compared Chen Jun, the gentle nobleman, to a devil without exception, but it was the boring slander of the losers.

"So do you know where the Baron has gone to escape?" Chen Jun was most concerned about the whereabouts of the Baron. Only by using the Baron's head can he calm the hatred in his heart.

"The Baron has been grieving in the north for a long time, and I believe he has fled to the south, and there are many of his fellow party members and friends who will protect the Baron."

"Is that so? It's such a pity." Chen Jun frowned and clenched his fists. He was not strong enough and could not even kill his enemies.

"Sir, do you need any help?" Hem said enthusiastically when he saw Chen Jun's silent look.

"Ah, it's not very important. You also know that my territory has just been attacked and the village has been burned down. It can be said that there will be no income in the territory this year. I am worried about it now." I don't know why looking at Hem's young and tender face, Chen Jun felt a little fond of it. The other party's silly worry was from the bottom of his heart.

"Sir, why don't you form your own mercenaries for profit?" Hem asked curiously.

"Start a mercenary?" Chen Jun's mind flashed. Yes, how could he forget about this way of making money?

The Dias continent is not a peaceful paradise. The various nobles are full of dirty conspiracies. Many families are intertwined with blood feuds for hundreds of years. War has always been the main theme of this continent, but the degree of blood is different. When the contradictions between some aristocratic groups intensify to a white-hot level, a communist will announce the beginning of the war between countries.

Bandits, robbers, and green forest heroes are active among various territories, robbing travelers and caravans from all over the country. At this time, there are usually some knights and nobles who have no right to inherit land. They rely on the combat skills and tactics they have learned from childhood to gather and hire some people to provide protection for the caravans, or join the wars of the noble territory to seek profits, thereby gaining wealth and honor. Of course, many people are like barons who embark on the path of robbers.

"Thank you, Hem, your suggestions made me understand a lot." Chen Jun thanked Hem sincerely, and Hem was proud of being able to help a nobleman.

After Chen Jun had dinner entertained Hem, he arranged for him to rest in the castle. Hem, who had never lived in the castle, was excited all night.

The next day, Hem left with Chen Jun's letter to Rupert. In the letter, Chen Jun thanked Rupert for his help again and asked Rupert to transport some pig iron blocks, sulfur and charcoal because he wanted to make weapons.

Chen Jun was very grateful to his chemistry teacher in middle school. Although the teacher gave an average lecture, he liked to talk about various strange formulas, including the formula of gunpowder. During the battle with the Baron, Chen Jun deeply realized how terrifying a knight's armor was. The thick iron armor blocked the bow and arrow outside, and even a crossbow did not penetrate the plate armor so easily. Only hot weapons could restrain the plate armor on the knight.

As for Chen Jun, he remembered that the teacher who loved him said that there were in the old walls of the toilet and corrals, and it would be enough to stir it with wood ash, which was the main raw material for making explosives.

"Gather those prisoners." Chen Jun ordered the bald Alto.

"Yes, sir." Bald Alto obeyed the order without hesitation. He asked Mag to take the spear players to take the prisoners in the open space in front of the hall to wait for Chen Jun's order.

"I order you to collect the soil in the toilet in the east of the castle immediately." Chen Jun said to the prisoners seriously, and the prisoners looked at each other in a look of what this meant.

"Did you hear it, bedbugs." Although I don't know what Chen Jun wanted to do, out of trust, the bald Alto waved the whip in his hand and rushed them to the toilet. The vigorous toilet movement was unfolding in Mark Castle, and the prisoners cursed the hateful Sir Schwab in a low voice.

The disgusting and smelly feces and urine made the prisoners miserable. Green-headed flies surrounded these people who invaded their territory and made buzzing protests. The prisoners collected the nucleus soil in the toilet with a frown. After collecting half a flax bag of nucleus soil for a busy day, Chen Jun drove all the stinky prisoners to the river to clean, and warned them not to defecate anywhere in the future and to excrete feces and urine in a fixed location.

"Sir, although I don't know what you are going to do, is this a waste of labor? It's better for us to put these people in a more appropriate position." Lao Lauke said in confusion. At this time, Chen Jun looked at the bag of nitro soil with a look of seeing the treasure, while Lao Lauke only saw some filth from the toilet.

"Soon, the reputation of Fort Mark Fort will spread throughout the Dias continent." Chen Jun said to Lao Lauke with a smile, and said, gunpowder will bring new revolutions to this world.
Chapter completed!